Upon Awakening
- Katenka Nobernova
Upon awakening,
I find myself
alone among the sheets
instead of in your arms,
where up until a moment ago
I was dreaming peacefully.
My consciousness longs to flee again
into the dark illusions of the night
and I lie in melancholy stupor
as though a leaden weight
had replaced the beating of my heart.
You birds! You bright morning sun!
How you used to full me with an ecstatic joy
when I gazed upon the world
rising from slumber
But now your brightness mocks me
and my rising from the bedchamber
is filled with bitterness
He Ran to His Son
2 weeks ago
1 comment:
This is a beautiful poem - it reminds me of something I read in a Greek poet once:
Clinging to the sweet savour of your lips
A fleeting eternity passes into mist,
Dried by the scorch of the morning sun.
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